Category: NaBloPoMo

What, you didn’t now either?  Ha ha!  Art is the suggested blogging theme from the people at NaBloPoMo (aka National Blog Posting Month).  I did their challenge back in November 2007–and made it through the entire month, blogging daily.  I haven’t since reentered, mind you.  But, on a monthly basis, I do receive an email from them with their suggested theme.

Art.  The best place to start?  Dictionary.com of course.  The definition is: the quality, production, expression, or realm, according to aesthetic principles, of what is beautiful, appealing, or more than ordinary significance.  Even the definition sound artful.  Funny how a definition seems to be open ended and broad.  By whose aesthetic principles am I to subject my art to?  Makes you wonder.

Anyways, there you have it.  We’ll see how long I can last into September.

Hip hip…Hooray!! Yes, my loyal fans, we’ve reached the end of NaBloPoMo. Thanks for sticking with me. I had fun doing it, and will try it again next year. Maybe one year, I’ll try my hands at the novel writing month too.

Well, Praise the Lord!! I paid off the last little bit of my student loan today. I started repaying my loan in 3 parts back in February 2002. According to the payment schedule, it was to take me 9.5 yrs to repay my loan, and oodles of interest on top of the roughly $16,000 I was lent for the course. Instead, I finished paying it today, November 2007. That’s like what–5 yrs 9 months or so… I’m quite thankful this evening. That’s definitely an answer to prayer!!

My sister-in-love came home from work wearing one of those now infamous coloured wrist bands. Hers is purple, signifying her commitment to living complaint free. The intent is to cease complaining, criticizing and/or gossiping. I think it’s a wonderful idea, because you’re pledging to improve your life. I don’t have a wristband myself, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t use less negativity in my life. So, in order to encourage healthy living in this home, I’m going to work on curbing my negativity too.

Alrighty, time to read and snuggle with my Baby. Nitey nite, all!

Well, it’s been a mixed bag of things here. Let’s see…

Baby slept well last nite and we awoke after 9 am today :-). She was sitting on my lap as we were reading her Bible lesson together, and I felt something quite warm on my leg. Her butt wasn’t on fire, then I realized that my leg was wet. Yes…her diaper was that soaked, that it could hold no more pee!

After changing Baby, we went upstairs for our morning cereal. As I was moving my hot bowl of cream of wheat, topped with cinnamon toast crunch from one room to another, the baby stuck her hand in my bowl. Well, she did not enjoy the sensation of hot porridge. I rushed her to the cold water tap and ran her hand under it for a bit. Thank God I was able to stay calm. I’m not a panicker by nature, but still, it was my baby who was a bit hurt.

My first shift got cut in half to 2 hrs tonite. It went pretty good. It was nice to get out, by myself. Actually, it was downright bizarre to be out by myself. Most times, I travel with Baby, since she loves to mainly nurse still and lack of childcare at the right moments. I’m a super shy person, so I don’t really like to be on the spot. However, it’s time to step out, hence this job. It’ll be neat just interacting with different people and learning more about how a small business operates.

Hubby & Baby picked me up from work. And wouldn’t you know it–Baby fell asleep on the ride home. Which meant what? That’s right, a delayed bedtime. She originally went to bed at a decent time…but took a cat nap! LOL…Only my child, right?! After a few moments of weeping & gnashing of teeth, she went right back to sleep again. At least this means we get to sleep in tomorrow….

1 more day folks! It’s also almost December…

Thank God for heat! So many people can’t afford heat or proper clothes to layer & keep warm during the chilly days and nites. I should not take these things for granted–they’re not a given in this world.

Well, tomorrow’s my first day of work. It’ll be fun. I haven’t worked in about 17 months, which seems kinda odd for me. In the past, if I didn’t have some little part time job, it was because I was in school. Once I graduated, I worked at the now defunct NexInnovations for just over 5 yrs, then went off on maternity leave. They laid me off during my mat leave (I know! The nerve…but I got the last laugh–they’ve since shut down! Ha ha!) and I’ve been home and jobless ever since. But I do have a bit of time and want to venture out and a great opportunity came up. I couldn’t pass up this chance….

On that note, I’m out. Only a couple more days left for this daily blogging bit. I hesitate to say that I’ll be taking a blogging pause, because I want to keep up and stay regular with my posting. It helps keep my mind fresh…

You never know what they’ll come up with. Just chatting with a couple people this evening. I asked my sister for blog suggestions, because my brain is on “pause” at the moment. Her first idea made me laugh:

Pads vs. tampons. I know, you’re laughing too. I would, except that I haven’t enough knowledge on either side to give a fair commentary. I’ve never used tampons–the idea is kinda freaky to me. I am told, however, that they’re great. Some of my most trusted and valuable sources swear by them and highly recommend them. They claim you’ll never go back to pads. But, Sabrina, you say, you’ve given birth; why would tampons freak you out? Because delivering a baby was traumatic enough for my brain. I had to work through the fact that some doctor and a few nurses would have to look and place their hands where no one needs to go on my body. Pain speaks volumes, as well as the morphine & epidural. But since I really wanted that baby out, without being cut open, I let the medical people do what needed to be done. But to think that I’d wanna use a product that has to be inserted into my body other than by ingestion takes a whole lot of working too. Maybe I’ll be brave enough when I hit 50 yrs old…

Commitment. That was the other topic idea. More specifically, some thoughts on commitment based on the movie Something New. And again, I can’t offer too much knowledgeable input here either–I haven’t seen the movie. I do have my questions on commitment, though, that seem to always surface during the daily tv movie on the W Network. How is it that two uncommited people make the ultimate intimate commitment of consummating their relationship sexually, yet act awkward and straight up foolish (at times) afterwards?? I just want to understand. But you are watching a fictional movie, you argue. Yes, the movie and characters are fictional. However, those similar situations do occur in real life. Men and women meet up, start flirting, hem & haw over becoming a serious couple, yet engage in sexual activity, and then wonder why they never really connect on any other level that they should’ve tried connecting on first prior to the sex. My biggest thing is that in the movies, it never makes sense! The movie would be just as powerful and just as attractive if the characters would stop as a kiss or choose to preserve some level of purity and dignity.

3 days left of the daily blogging. It’s been a slice. Can I please win a prize?? LOL

I just heard that the people that run NaBloPoMo scans all the blogs and enter your name for prizes at the end of the month. Dear people, I’d like to win a prize please. LOL. Hey, a girl can ask. The worst they can tell me is no.

I have an appt with a pediatric dietician for Jamayia next week. I also have to keep a food journal for 3 days between now and then, as specific as possible. In a way, I feel as though I’ll be submitting a double journal. One entry for the food/portions I served, and another entry for the amounts she actually swallowed. **Sigh**. That’s definitely the tough part. Today, she refused pretty much everything I offered her. She did gravitate towards some of my thai noodles, and shoved them in her mouth. But about 3 mins later, she was spitting them out and dropping them on the floor. Any child experts in the house?

For me at least. Let’s just get this out of the way: the Bombers lost the Grey Cup. I think the score was 23-19. Ah well, at least it wasn’t a landslide loss.

So, I didn’t have to start working today. I made myself productive in other ways by shopping! Much fun. Haven’t shopped like this in ages. I got a top and a handful of new & colourful sweaters. I also found some gay apparel to don for the Hubby’s staff Christmas party on Saturday nite. At least I’ll be nice and warm this year and won’t have to worry about carrying a shawl. Hopefully the pants I wanna wear will zip up. Or else I predict my walking about 20 miles this week to help… I also found a comfy pair of flat shoes for casual/work purposes. The price was alright and the width will suffice, though not the best. So YAY for me!!! If only it was this easy to buy a house…LOL. Special thanks to my own “Stacy & Clinton”, minus the sassy rudeness. Let’s see, what to call you two…I know. Staci & Claire? LOL. Carolyn, I know you’re laughing right now…

NaBloPoMo is nearly over. I’m secretly pleased with myself for making it through the entire month with daily posts. I guess it truly isn’t so hard. Sure, there were a couple of dull days, but I refused to leave more than one post with a one-liner. I had fun and will probably try it again next year. Not sure if I’m up to the challenge of the novel writing month though. That would require that my creative juices be gushing, not only flowing.

5 days left….

It’s amazing to realize that I actually need clothes. I need clothes that fit me properly. I need clothes that make me look good, and not like a frumpy mommy. That’s probably the one personal vow that I’ve been pretty good at keeping since pregnancy–no frumpiness here! I went to collect some of my winter turtlenecks from my mom’s house tonite. I realized that some of them are quite old… time for a change. I’ve also got Hubby’s staff Christmas party around the corner. Again, need some hot, semi-formal attired to attend that function.

Yeah…should be fun times. I’ll have to see if anyone wants to come along and play personal stylist.